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Post by immacolata on Feb 1, 2014 18:19:15 GMT -4
It is a somber Immacolata that enters the locker room where Furious Steele is wrapping blood-stained tape over his hands. She drops her bag next to a bench, then goes up to him. Resignation can be read on her face as she looks to the floor.
You were right. There is a weakness in me. I am weak.
She then raises her head, a flash of determination in her eyes.
Make me strong again.
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Post by Furious Steele on Feb 3, 2014 11:14:19 GMT -4
(Steele looks at her emotionless and then turns back to taping his hands.)
Steele: He owns your flesh for the next period of time, but he does not own your soul. You made your bed and now you must lay in it, but NEVER let him take who you are. You are fortunate that your period of enslavement is very short. Care about nobody other then yourself, success is determined only through your own eyes, and fight every moment like it is your last on this planet. You search for something that doesn't exist. There is no time when the world will respect your ability. Some will, some won't. Their opinion do not matter.
(Steele lowers his head and sits in silence for several moments.)
Steele: I made the mistake and didn't follow my own tenets and it got me shackled just as you are. Things will change though and a time will come when Tommy Bones will have no sway over Furious Steele and he will be pay for all of this. Vengeance fuels my soul as I endure this constant humiliation.
(Steele turns back to Immacolata.)
Steele: If you are looking for another to make you strong, then you are already off the path. If somebody else makes you powerful then they can also take it away from you. Make yourself powerful so none other matter.
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Post by immacolata on Feb 6, 2014 13:15:23 GMT -4
Immacolata sits down on a bench and takes off her boots to replace them with wrestling boots.
You know what your problem is, Steele? Don't answer that; I'm sure you think you know what it is, but let me tell you anyway. The problem is that you are convinced you know how it all works, what the answer is, what path everyone should take. That's bullshit.
She starts lacing up her boots, looking at Steele when she is not looking down at what she is doing.
You think you've had a bad old time under Tommy Bones, that your life is hard. Gosh, it must be so hard being the GX World Heavyweight Champion. You know who's to blame for your current situation? You are; it's your own damn fault for signing over so much of your life to Bones. You wear this "I Hate You" T-shirt all the time, but really the only person you truly hate is yourself; you only try to direct it towards your opponents and everyone else. And you think your situation's humiliating? Why don't you let me win belts for him while you wear the maid outfit, then?
She stands up and walks out of the locker room, one boot not yet fully laced.
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